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I've almost made it, anons. I'm almost exactly where I want to be. Fifteen years of struggling with self-hating thoughts, wanting to kill myself at times, and those thoughts are finally gone. Stopped eating like shit, stopped telling myself I was gonna work out again and started doing it and staying consistent. Quit horrible, low-paying jobs that I hated going into and felt like I had to be there because I needed the money when I realized I could just get on unemployment or find another job. Stopped doing shit that I felt like I had to do because it's what others expected of me. Finally started telling people to fuck off when I got fed up with them. Landed a job that pays well. Got promoted after busting my ass and now I get paid to do fucking nothing all day and don't have to worry about injuries or stress. Stopped giving a fuck about if people know that I'm a borderline retarded autist. Cut off horrible friends who treated me badly. Stopped worrying about what happens after death. Stopped lamenting over lost time and realized I learned something from it all. Met a hot Caribbean girl. Had a small, fun wedding. Almost closing on a small, but perfect house. Finally spending time with my family again, finally having fun with my hobbies again instead of sitting around all day doing nothing and worrying about everything. Almost ready to be a dad. Ready to see where everything leads until it's time to go.
I'm so glad I never gave up.